"Wedding, wedding, wedding!" Everyone laughed and shouted together.
"Don't make a fuss!" Xu Xia's face felt warm, yet she gracefully clinked her glass with Leng Zirui's, "Thank you, my savior."
With that, she raised her hand to bring the glass to her lips and drank it all in one go, while her other hand held onto Leng Zirui's wrist.
Leng Zirui lifted his hand to drink but was unable to raise it because she was holding his wrist.
"You're injured, you can't drink!" Xu Xia placed the empty glass aside, raised her hand to take the champagne glass from him, tilted her head back, and drank all his champagne. She then showed the bottom of the glass to everyone, who applauded, and Xu Xia raised the glass above her head, "Lan Zi, refill!"
"No, you can't drink anymore." Leng Zirui raised his hand to snatch the glass from her.
"It's fine, this champagne won't make you drunk..." Xu Xia mumbled.
"How many?" Leng Zirui stretched a finger towards her.
Xu Xia looked at his palm, "Two!"
